Meanwhile, with a bizarre mixture of relief and hope, Mira could only focus on one train of thought: 'With any luck this General Nabatu is not a monster quite as bad as the others. Perhaps if I serve him obediently, like a good sex slave, I will at least know some pleasure. Some semblance of safety. I'm sorry, Arianna. We couldn't break out…it's hopeless. It's every girl for herself from now on. Sandy, Layla, I hope wherever you end up, you somehow find a way to stay alive.' Mira let those thoughts drift away. Mira wasn't sure what was going to happen to her other girlfriends, but that didn't matter now. Life was brutal, but survival was instinct. Sometimes it was everything. As the alluring brunette let herself be led away by her new owner, Nabatu's fingers slipped between her labia, gently petting the inner walls of her snatch as she moaned at the unexpected sensations. "Come, little bitch. Let's get you cleaned up. Never forget it, now—your gorgeous face, those perky tits, that sexy ass, this perfectly shaved pussy, every naked inch of you - it all belongs to me. You are MINE." "Y-yes Master," Mira groaned. domination As her new Master's fingers stroked her just-raped love-hole with shocking tenderness, the girl's thoughts scattered into a hundred different directions, replaced by a surge of the unthinkable. Lust. THE END...for NOW (Coming soon: Parts 4, 5, and 6, the ultimate conclusion). I hope you enjoyed the story. Remember, life is short, so indulge your fantasies, the darker and kinkier the better. Disclaimer: I do not in any way support or condone the fictitious acts depicted in this story. This is a fantasy based on countless desires.... Check out more of my stories, and I hope you like what you find… ~gaggedKitty Heather awoke on this Friday morning ready to begin her daily routine. The 21 yr old beauty had her usual breakfast of juice, fruit and a toasted Slave muffin. She then put hair back into a short pony tail and got into her jogging suit and shoes for her usual run. teen As she began to run; she thought about her day. Heather was a real estate agent for her uncle Don's agency. She BDSM was doing quite well in real estate and would be driving about a hundred miles north of there today to show a japanese couple a fantastic mountain ranch valued in the millions. If she could pull this off it would be by far her biggest sale. I won’t chase her. “Your happy? Both my nipples throbbed while Tim sucked at the same time. Amy knew the phone sex wouldn’t work because she and I had been doing that with each other for years. I figured that I’d need a bit of alcohol to loosen me up for what I suspected Ryan was going to get me to do. A part of her mind recognized that she was in the perfect position for him to reach out and pull her hair until domination her face was right up against his dick. Well it went from there. But if he is single, and wants to mingle, I’m all for that. Not now. On the way out he was behind the counter and I handed my towel to him. My own arm went around her waist, touching her. When it would go no further she lifted her left japanese leg and followed suit, effectively straddling me and pinning me into my seat. You're ooooo soooo right. She chuckled softly as I BDSM undulated desperately against her, then she spun me violently around, and held me firmly against her front, facing me toward Lucilla. You're quite right. teen “Why yes, she is,” I smirked at Slave Freydis, “what do your codes say about lesbianism?”